It's 6:30 a.m. as Wally arrives at work. From the moment he enters his office he dives into a blizzard of paperwork that has fallen overnight. At 9 a.m. he begins the morning run to the post office, the bank and the courthouse. Along the way a dozen or so people will interrupt this flow, like rocks tossed into his personal pond; he simply rides out the ripples. He's come to anticipate such distractions, count on them in fact, to keep him in touch with the community.